by Adriana Gonzalez, Pomona College
February, the month of love, is almost over. For me, love and college do not tend to flow with each other in the same sentence. Complicated is a more accurate description of my relationship status with my college, and that’s not to say that I haven’t...
by Adriana Gonzalez, Pomona College
This spring semester I won’t be in California for school. Instead, I’ll be studying in Rio de Janeiro. I boarded my plane a day after it starting snowing in Chicago and arrived in a jungle. There’s so much green here. The weather waters my skin every...
by Adriana Gonzalez, Pomona College
“Calladita se ve más bonita” “You look prettier when you’re quiet” I feel afraid sometimes and I can’t sleep at night. There are so many sentences I’d like spit out of my mouth so that they can become a sonic investment in this world of all the...
by Adriana Gonzalez, Pomona College
The end of sophomore year came like a sigh of relief in the middle of a series of exasperated gasps. I declared my major and immersed myself fully into my academics. I developed relationships with my professors. I became a “leader” in my favorite on-campus...
by Adriana Gonzalez, Pomona College
I was tired from a night filled with difficult goodbyes, as well as waves of thank yous when the fear arrived. In a myriad of laughs, I found myself reluctant to accept that my departure would initiate the next phase of my trials in college. How could I leave so soon?...
